With a smile, she patted James’s front and helped him off the table. “There you go, hun, now how about we get you into some nice warm jammies? You look like you could use a nap.”
A wave of emotions came over James that to Ellen, appeared pleasant, but to him were anything but. The sheer embarrassment and overwhelming babyish feeling that overcame him was like nothing Ihehad ever felt before. It felt as if there was a cloud around the lower portion of his body that only let in the slight sense of a hand supporting his bottom. As he was picked up, he could feel the soft yet wrinkled hand of Ellen on his back, her firm but frail grip giving him a sense of safety that he was trying to block out of his mind completely.